I have to admit, I am rather enjoying a silent Edinburgh. The birds are definitely singing more clearly, probably because they are not competing with nose-to-tail traffic noise. Any traffic noise. It's lovely. Shame for the reason.
Meanwhile, having dashed back to the Hutch for a four-day respite, I brought back with the yarn I had earmarked for a scarf for myself. It is started, and I hope to finish it before Easter.
If anyone else is interested,
this is the pattern.
When I got to the Hutch, it was a joy to find it still in place... but was glad I had made the effort to go. The combi-boiler was red-lighted and there was no hot water or heating. The pressure had dropped to zero. So I had to go into maintenance mode and switch off, reset, let it do its diagnostics and half an hour later, all good. Have no idea how long it would have been like that, but will need to keep more regular tabs.
Also, make sure this lot behave. I swear they have been having a party while I've been absent - and they clearly didn't get the memo about social distancing...
I travelled by car. Father very generously permitted the hire of a vehicle, so that Mac1 and I don't have to deal with public transport. (Her car off the road due to need for an engine part... and as it's French and all of France is shut down, it could be quite some time before she gets it back!)
Deep breaths, everyone.
